Sinful Summer Sweets

“Too hot, can’t bare it”

Sitting with his traditional fan to the side was a male stripped to the bare necessities, or at least what he thought was a necessity for the home stay of the apartment.

A translucent white vest and baggy blue jeans.

Blonde hair would usually be bright and reflecting even the suns gaze right back at it with the flare of a God, but however on this day the strands on his head seemed to moan in discomfort. The dull golden strands sticking uncomfortably onto the singers scalp and skin. Hawk eyes were in a state of temporary vacation. Half lidded and lazily looking at the empty house. Everyone got to be out on errands. Yunho was at a press-conference, Junsu had to go rehearse for another Timeless performance and Yoochun had decided to go work on a new composing song, so he was out in the professional studio discussing things with the lyric writer.

Brows furrowed and the man could feel the sweat ball up in between before sliding down his nose. His nose furrowed almost immediately before he brought a hand up to wash over his face, wiping whatever perspiration was evoking onto his creamy skin.

Now, who did this leave alone in the apartment for the 98°F day?

Kim Jaejoong and..

“Hyung! Did you finish all the ice-cream again?!”

Shim Changmin.

Letting a small, almost irritated groan leave his lips he felt a bit bad for pigging out on the ice-cream before anyone humanly possible had a chance to finish it. It was just so hot and it was Changmin’s fault for sleeping in. Jaejoong was a hungry man. He needed his food and sugary sweetness. Where else was he going to get it? Sighing inaudibly he eyed the table across from him and stretched his long fingers in order to reach for the fan that was on the table, snatching that as well before the younger one got it, splitting the fan open and starting to fan himself.

Oh how evil he was when he was desperate.

“Yeah I did” He shouted back loudly when he heard Changmin shuffling again and repeat the same question. Feeling the breeze against his face made his mood simmer down a bit, a light smile curling on his lips from the comfort he was now experiencing.

He had to remind himself to ask the rest of the members exactly why they didn’t have an electric fan in this whole damn apartment. You’d think that they’d have one. Just one.

Especially in the end of July.

A slight dirty scowl was heard from the kitchen as Changmin was idly skimming through the fridge, standing there to feel the coolness on his body. Changmin was sporting a loose sports jersey and matching short pants. They were Jordans, a popular brand name that was spawning in Korea from North America. Changmin was quite fond of this clothing. Even though they were indoors, they weren’t really going outside much with any labeled clothing, so indoors was really the only time he could wear the favourable brand clothing that he liked.

Out of all days however, why would Jaejoong hyung plan to eat all of the ice-cream? He had no idea. Whatever reason, it was quite annoying. Changmin stamped his foot lightly on the floor as he grumbled and popped his head inside of the fridge. “How did you manage to eat out the whole tub?” Changmin questioned at his hyung, seriously bewildered by this. Changmin himself was usually considered the monster eater, even though many thought it was Jaejoong.

Jaejoong stared out at the window a bit, swearing that he saw heat waves radiating around the buildings outside. His mouth opening to reply as he brought up a hand to scratch one of his birthmarks on his face. “Have you walked outside yet? It’s your fault for sleeping in Changmin” There was a hint of teasing in his voice which made Changmin in the kitchen, pout. “That’s inhuman hyung” Changmin countered, not wanting to get the lower portion of this taunting argument. “You know that all that sugary in your body is unhealthy if you eat it all at once.” There was a noise of the youngest band member opening the freezer to see if he could dig up something else. Changmin was always known for his healthy eating so it didn’t surprise Jaejoong that he would start lecturing him on the safety of his monstrous feeding of the creamy flavoured sugar. “I know I know” Jaejoong retorted in a slightly more irritated manner. Out of all times, why is he questioning his eating habits now? Why during Korea’s most mind-blowing heat wave of the year?

Oh yeah, because he just so happened to have eaten a whole bucket of ice-cream from the time he woke up to the time Changmin woke up. Jaejoong’s eyes turned into slits as his un-amused face reacted very little at his own dawning realization.

Suddenly, there was a loud squeaking from the kitchen along with the slamming of a door and the odd familiar sound of plastic struggling on fingertips. “Har har... look what I found hyung!” A cute voice chuckled from the paradise of food to the doomed heated room where Jaejoong was beginning to wonder if this was karma for anything he had done in the past. “What..” the eldest voice seem the least enthusiastic to see what he had found in the barrage of the fridge. He was guessing it wasn’t anything big, probably some natural fruit or something. When his head turned to look at exactly what the smaller boy had decided to show, his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, his mouth hung open in confusion.

There stood Changmin with a single popsicle stick. Upon that popsicle stick was a mountain of luscious orange frozen goodness that was glistening in the sunlight that was piercing through the filtered curtains. Changmin smiled triumphantly and brought his small pink tongue towards the cold treat and timidly licked the tip of it, squatting down in front of his hyung to tease him with the new cool treat. “You can have all the ice-cream...” Changmin whispered, hopping close to him before wrapping the fullness of his lips over the top of the orange flavoured popsicle. “But I get to have all the popsicles.”

Jaejoong could merely stare with his large onyx pupils as he could see that another getaway from the heat was being devoured by the little one in front of him, showing no mercy apparently on his heated body. “… Fine” Jaejoong finally concluded, looking the other way, continuing to fan himself as he did not let his pride drop. “You can have it, I don’t need it.” He declared in a “matter of fact” voice. This made Changmin raise a brow slightly as he waddled on his knees to look once again capture Jaejoong’s vision.

With the slowest of precision, Changmin ran his tongue over the whole dripping popsicle, stopping at the top to make a pit-stop to make agonizing slurping noises, sucking in all the cold juice into the caverns of his warm moist mouth. “.. Are you sure you don’t need it, hyung?” He asked with a low, soft voice. This made Jaejoong freeze slightly, already captured by the ministrations he was showing to the popsicle, slightly jealous of it. “… I don’t need it” He repeated again, clearing his throat a bit, looking the other way. Jaejoong’s mind was flooded with not just wanting of the popsicle stick, but wanting Changmin on his own popsicle stick.

I don’t need it… I don’t need it… damn it Changmin! Why the hell... do you have to be… so damn…

Once more, Changmin went towards him and kept going with his tease. Jaejoong’s jaw dropped slightly, not being able to do anything but watch the devil himself tease him in more than one way. Biting his lip slightly, Jaejoong clenched his fist and glared at the little bugger. Shit… I can’t... Min I need… Impure thoughts circulated through Jaejoong’s mind. The thought of him on top of the little boy, looking at him with those big eyes of his, his mouth in a perfect formation of an “O” as he said hyung for a different reason. Jaejoong scoffed slightly, his mind building up slightly.

“.. Min...” He warned and Changmin’s suckling ceased slightly, but not completely. He looked up with huge innocent eyes and cocked his head to the side in question. “Hmm?” He hummed out through his throat, wondering what his hyung could want.

Without warning, Jaejoong’s lips went forward and he caught the popsicle in his mouth, right under Changmin’s so he could feel the cold surface upon his lips. Changmin squeaked in surprise and without realizing he bit down on the popsicle, taking in the frozen treat inside his mouth. Jaejoong leaned forward, letting the long forgotten half popsicle drop to the floor as his lips clamped over Changmin’s mouth, not wasting anytime from delving his tongue inside to grab the little sucker of a treat from his mouth and to his own. When Jaejoong released Changmin from his capture, he could see that his eyes were clothes and his lips were parted slightly. His chest was heaving and he looked as if he were to fall to the floor. Jaejoong smirked with much satisfaction, rolling the orange frozen juice in his mouth. Some of it was trickling down the side of his lip and he too his thumb to rub it off his own mouth before leaning in towards Changmin and grinning devilishly.

“Hey… Min… I know where there’s some more popsicles, a new kind. Do you want to try it?” He asked, wondering if Changmin had got what he was implying. Changmin’s mind was in a daze and all he could do was look at his centering hyung and nod his head. Changmin’s hair was mused, and his body looked simply delicious in the opposer’s eyes. Jaejoong let out a small growl of happiness before tackling Changmin to the floor. They had a couple of hours. If you can’t beat the heat, make fire of yourself.

All the while the forgotten half of a popsicle laid on the floor to melt. Of course, no one knows if it melted from the heat of the sun, or the heat of the two beside it.